Having seen Matsui Heijiro gasp his last, Chen Feng's eyes were cold and detached as he released his grasp.
Matsui Heijiro's body immediately went limp, collapsing onto the ground.
Chen Feng lightly dusted off his hands, then turned his head to give Zhong Tianlong and Zhong Siquan a fleeting glance.
The father and son pair were now almost scared out of their wits, standing there petrified, their eyes wide with fear.
They had not witnessed the deaths of Silver Snake and Fire Fox for themselves, so they were not excessively shocked.
But Matsui Heijiro had died right in front of them, his neck snapped by Chen Feng in an instant.
This had thoroughly terrified them.
One must understand that Matsui Heijiro was an assassin, yet he hadn't the slightest ability to fight back in Chen Feng's hands.
How strong could Chen Feng possibly be!
The more the pair thought about it, the more terrified they became.
